Chapter 7. Good Morning.
When Kili woke he noticed two things; one that Naomi was still fast asleep draped over his torso, and second that his jeans were uncomfortably tight in a certain….area.
"Oh dear God. Of-fucking-course." Kili swore under his breath, throwing his head back against the mattress. Kili tried to devise ways of getting Naomi off of his lower torso and himself into the bathroom without waking her. Naomi fretted for a moment uttering an unhelpful moan and wrapping her arms around his neck, fingers threading through his hair.
Kili didn't even try to keep his voice down as he whined. "Really?"
Naomi cracked her eyes and groaned, lifting her head. "Kili?" she glanced around, eyes and voice thick with sleep.
"Kili what's going on?" Naomi sat back on her heels, the heels resting on either side of Kili's hips.
Kili's eyes went wide and he loosed a strained gasp-groan. Naomi, by now had registered exactly what she was sitting on and moved off quickly, apologizing profusely.
Kili was off the bed, in the bathroom, undressed and in the shower in record time.
Naomi restrained the urge to giggle girlishly, instead she got up from the bed and made her way through the room into his closet. She dug through his dresser until she found a suitable pair of boxer-briefs, socks, a black Seether t-shirt and straight-leg washed blue jeans.
Noticing that she was still in the clothes she wore yesterday, old blue jeans and a grey v-neck t-shirt. Naomi wrinkled her nose in disgust and, leaving Kili's clothes on the edge of the bed, grabbed her green duffel bag out of the hall.
Kili, having had a most relaxing (Relaxing here meaning tension-alleviating) shower, wrapped himself in the white towel and walked into his bedroom to change.
Naomi had been standing facing the door in her purple underwear and matching bra, pulling a black Bob Marley t-shirt and well-worn pair of wide leg jeans out of her bag. Kili opened the door to his bedroom and stepped in as Naomi took two steps forward.
They collided, with a groan. Kili's weight pushed Naomi back onto the bed, Naomi instinctively threw her arms over his shoulders and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Kili landed supporting himself and Naomi on his elbows and knees.
Naomi lifted her hips to the point that they almost touched Kili's and she whimpered, Kili's belt buckle had dug into her lower back when they crashed onto the bed.
Kili groaned and dropped his head. "Fu-uck!"
Naomi's voice was high and breathless as she tried not to scream into Kili's ear, she pulled her entire body flush with his (which was no mean feat considering that he was still soaked and in nothing but a white cotton towel.).
"Kili move it! Now!"
Kili understood what she meant, he had seen the buckle just before he had fallen. His left arm reached under her and grabbed for the buckle, nearly taking hold of it. Naomi allowed herself to relax and promptly pulled herself back to him with a soft shriek.
Kili was about as breathless as she was, but for an entirely different reason. His arm wormed it's way back underneath her hips and he jerked her upwards twice for leverage.
"Almost. Got it!" He panted.
Kili threw the belt buckle across the room and they both collapsed onto the bed with a groan.
Naomi moved out from under Kili, closing her eyes and slowing her breathing. She opened her eyes and glanced up.
"MOM?!"
A.N. I know it wasn't my longest chapter ever but I wanted to give you guys a happy-goofy-type chapter, sexual tension was just a plus. REVIEWS PLEASE!